Moonlight Mile

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Hello?

Hello?

Hi!

Cheese.

Hello?

Oh, hi.

Uh, right.

10:
30. Right.

Uh, we're doing okay.

Right.

Okay.

Fine.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Whatever makes you comfortable.

Sure.

Fine.

Well, look, if we see

you after --

You know, whatever you want.

Thanks. Okay.

Hello?

Oh, thanks for calling.

W-We just don't think

our daughter

would have wanted to hear

the God thing.

Oh, thank you.

See you there.

That was the rabbi.

lt's a done deal.

-- No God?

-- No God.

-- But Yahweh.

-- No Yahweh.

Okay.

Hello?

10:
30, yes.

Oh. Oh.

Do you want us to hold it

for you?

No, we'll wait.

Well, you're on -- you're on

the throughway, right?

Um.

Lock your door.

Lock your door.

Lock your door.

We're all set.

# Feeling's gettin' stronger #

# Music's getting longer, too #

# Music is flashin' me #

# I want to #

# I want to #

# I want to take you higher #

# I want to take you higher #

# Baby, baby, baby,

light my fire #

# Yeah, hah #

# I want to take you higher #

# Boom shaka-laka-laka #

# Boom shaka-laka-laka #

Cielo.

Cielo.

Cielo.

"Sky."

Sometimes "ceiling."

Do you think the dead girl

was learning ltalian?

For the honeymoon --

she and the fianc.

The guys on set-up

heard they were planning a trip

to Rome before.

Ohh.

Uh, how are

the cheese coming?

I think maybe about --

about five more plates.

And maybe some of the mushroom,

the big sellers.

There should be some more out

in just a sec.

Joe!

Joe, come here.

I want you to meet

the Meyersons.

our old neighbors.

Barbara, Don,

this is Joe Nast.

He's been here -- what? --

about three weeks now.

-- Oh.

-- Oh.

lsn't that great?

Welcome.

Joe's Diana's fianc.

Excuse me just a second.

There should be some more out

in just a second.

We're so sorry.

Thank you.

Beautiful girl.

I'm sure the two of you looked

just gorgeous together.

So, how are you enjoying

our town?

I beg your pardon?

So, now what?

The arraignment, huh?

String the a**hole up

by his toes

and wait for a trial date,

huh?

T-The other one's a vegetable,

right?

The wife.

Would --

Would you e-excuse me?

Even doggy

looks sad today.

Oh, my God.

You must be exhausted.

all of you.

Propping each other up,

running on adrenaline.

Probably haven't slept

in days.

I'm Stan Michaels,

friend of Ben and JoJo's

from school.

I'm a shrink.

Do you know what your plans are

until the trial?

Plans?

Selfishly, I'm just asking

for my friends --

only child gone,

work at a standstill.

You know, JoJo hasn't touched

her typewriter since.

lt's only been three days.

Of course.

What I'm trying to say is,

I know this town

isn't home to you,

but I hope, for their sake,

you'll consider staying on.

You're all of Diana

they're gonna have left.

Joe, come talk to me.

Have you noticed there's usually

too much cheese at these things?

So, like, his mother

had canc--

Thanks again.

Really,

you were just fabulous.

Buonasera.

Jo, are you cold?

Oh, not now.

Jo, what are you --

Honey, those are gifts.

Not gifts -- party favors.

Gifts from our friends.

They're supposed to be helpful.

"Grieving for Grownups"?

Yes.

Please.

I'll show you helpful.

D--

Oh, good.

We're all here now.

Let's dish, shall we?

Oh.

Joe, you go first.

The Meyersons.

Oh, my God.

Didn't you just want

to smack 'em?

Why can't people think

before they spew?

And that matching, uh --

matching couple. The, uh --

The Hillers.

Oh, my God, those big dripping

looks of sympathy.

"She was such an angel."

How would they know?

They met her once

for two seconds,

and she was being

a total brat that day.

Oh, come on.

Funerals are awkward at best.

"Awkward at best"?

Put yourself

in their shoes.

What are they

supposed to say?

Nothing, thank you very much.

Not if it's cant and trite.

Did you hear

that clich parade?

And they were all over

this poor guy.

Well, it's a

first chance meeting.

What -- put yourself

in their sh--

Believe me, all our friends

are not such horror shows.

Just put yourself

in their --

I don't want to put myself

in their shoes, all right, Ben?!

Why the hell should I?

We are the ones that lost

the girl, for God's sake!

Let them put themselves

in our goddamn shoes!

Stop defending everyone.

Ah, look.

Here's the only honest one

that was here today,

even if he did vote

Republican.

Did you see the projection

that he got

when he booted all over

that windbag Madeline?

Full velocity.

That was impressive,

wasn't it?

Good, good, good boy,

but I'm sensing.

.an encore here.

Ben, take him out before

he spreads the joy again.

I -- I could --

No, no. Go ahead.

Will you please stop?

Look, stop cleaning up,

okay?

Look, if we ever had

an excuse for once

to have our place

look like sh*t, it's now.

So just relish

the opportunity, okay?

-- Okay.

-- Come on, Nixon.

And lower your shoulders,

Benjamin.

Thank you.

Come back to me.

Come on, Nixon.

I really miss cigarettes

right now.

That wonderful fog.

You never smoked,

did you, Joe?

No.

Diana said you had

sweet breath --

the very first thing

she told me.

At least the girl had her

priorities straight.

Joe, what do you think

you're gonna do.

without our girl?

JoJo, I have no idea.

Promise you'll let me know

when you do.

Of course,

I'd like you to remain celibate

for the rest of your life,

but.

lt's negotiable.

Now, the only way to guarantee

this a**hole's

not gonna skate off on

a second-degree charge

is to have someone

back up intent,

and clearly his target,

the waitress --

common-law wife, concubine,

whatever --

you can bet

she'd have a thing or two

to say about premeditation

if she ever actually

pulls through this.

Two shots to the head, you can't

count on it at this point.

What we do have now

is a witness appears

who's tucked in a corner booth

out of the guy's eyeline.

Guy never saw him.

Now, I'll be talking to him.

But what he's laying out

lines up right with

the detective's scenario.

Which is?

Which is the wife

was the only server

on the floor at the time,

stations were empty.

She was refilling Diana's cup

at the counter

when the husband approached

and shot them both.

Diana was killed.

The wife took two shots

to the head.

The guy was caught on

the premises with the gun.

And in seven years,

he could walk.

And that's the difference

between second-degree

and life without parole.

Now, there's something else we

need to discuss at this point.

This may be a capital case,

a death-penalty case.

I need to know your feelings.

Jesus.

JoJo?

Oh, Christ.

I don't kn-- I don't know.

I -- Christ.

Ben?

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

I just want it over.

No, no.

I want him eviscerated.

I want him strung up

and ripped apart.

-- Christ, Ben.

-- What, Josephine?

She asked.

She asked, so I'm telling her.

-- We never agreed to that.

-- We never had to.

ls it -- Do we really need

to decide this now?

Right?

Excuse me.

lt's ultimately the decision

of the D.A.'s office,

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